Just when he thought his cheeks couldn't get any redder, he actually feels a pull in his entrance, nearly drawing him in, drawing the dildo to him, and his hips give another abortive jerk backwards.

"Nnnh...at least prep me, you bitch..." it's nearly a whimper, not held back by his tongue, not one inch. Speaking of....his finger dips deeper inside her, gently gliding along her walls, hot and ready, just as ready as he is. He has the decency to push his hips into her, meeting pressure for pressure, and a sigh escapes Wolfwood.

"Oh yeah? Is this helping? Or is it gonna cost me blood...?"

His teeth worry at her jaw, all along until her ear, soft and red hot to match her flush, he bites down on the flesh beneath it, hard.